Lovestruck Criminal (Murdoc x Reader)

Chapter Six

"Bet ya wasn't expecting me there, were ya? I've come to talk to you.."
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You looked at him and noticed his eyes were burning into yours, you felt a bit overwhelmed by it so you decided to look down at your hands instead. "Go ahead."

Murdoc P.O.V:

I was watching her intently, making her shyly look down, how adorable that she gets so flustered by the mere presence of me easily. I smiled but it quickly turned into a frown, remembering what I came to talk to her about. "..I've been noticin you've been alot more distant, yeah? I know it's cos of the absence of Noodle ere'." I stated, looking at her, but she didn't look up or reply. I sighed "Awe c'mon Y/n. Look, we all miss her, but you can't jus be only comin out of your room jus to wash up and work on songs with us. You've stopped eating as much and ya used to be more bubbly-" I stopped when I heard her sniffle, her hair was covering her pretty little face so I decided to brush it away, It killed me inside when I saw tears staining her cheeks. I frowned and used my thumb to wipe away a tear gently. "Now now sweetheart, don't let the waterworks get to ya. I'm sure they're fine. Both of em are strong, I know that for a fact, an' they wouldn't let anythin get in their way." I stated in confidence but also careful not to upset her more.

Back to no ones P.O.V:

As Murdoc spoke to you with confidence lacing his voice, you realized that he had a point, and with you knowing both Russ and Noodz for years now, you should know that they can kick anyones ass if messed with. You were just scared, being their friend, it was out of instinct to worry. You thought more about Murdoc said and you began to become at ease, your eyes no longer brimming with tears. You pulled Murdocs hand off your face and held it with both your hands, playing with his fingers. This seemed to calm you more as he let you do it without questioning you. "I guess you're right.." You admitted. "But when do you think they'll be back..?" You asked, now gently squeezing his hand. "I'm not quite too sure right now love, but I guarantee you if we wait, they'll show up." He gave you a reassuring squeeze back. You liked- no LOVED this part of Murdoc. In the beginning, he was a really tough nut to crack to get him to open up to you and show you his soft side. It was like he was a whole other person when you two had moments and conversations like this. You believed, this was the true side of Murdoc.

"Hey, I know what will cheer yah up. Why don't you an' me go somwhere? You know, off the island. We can use the speed boat again." Murdoc asked.(Okay I don't actually know if they had a one, but Im adding it anyway. Just gO WITH IT) But it was getting late and as much as he made you feel better, you just wanted to goto bed. "Thanks mudz, but I'm not really feeling up to it tonight. But I promise tomorrow if you want, we can go." You held out your pinky childishly, making him grin and lock his pinky with yours. "It's a deal then." He let go and stood up. "I'm still goin out tonight though, not fo' too long. Jus gettin some drinks to hold me over for this week, you wan' me to get ya one?" He asked. It's been awhile since you had a drink or been to a bar for that matter. That's going to be one of the places you go tomorrow. "Eh, what the hell. Bring me back some good shit, Niccals." You smirked at him to which he returned one back. "You got it, miss l/n." he chuckled and left your room. You decided you'd spend the rest of your night watching horror movies until you fell asleep.

Hours later, Murdoc had gotten home. He stayed out longer than he intended but he went to a few places besides the liquor store. He had also went to the bar to get something really good that he knew Y/n would like and of course get her drunk off her ass. He wanted to do this to help her loosen up but also for his own shits and giggles. Unfortunately, the lady working the bar had grabbed a special type of drink instead of the one he had ordered for Y/n, but he didn't notice because she had switched out the bottle label and kept flirting with him. She was trying to get him to open the bottle and try the drink but he knew where this was going and left, she looked like a skank anyways, he thought. After he had gotten home, he had put the drinks in the fridge for tomorrow, but saved Y/n's drink last. Before he put it in the fridge, he noticed that the label was loosley and poorly put on the bottle. He may be an asshole, but he was no moron. Skeptical, he popped open the cap and almost immediately got a whiff of
ecstasy, being the experienced alcoholic he is. 'Damn. That whore.' he thought, he set the drink on the counter and pulled out his phone angrily, ready to make a complaint and get his money back. He went to his room and shut his door to make sure he didn't wake anyone.

Y/n was asleep but had woken up to hearing Murdoc come home. Since you were up, you decided to take a quick piss. You went to the bathroom, did your thing and started to wash your hands. As you were doing so, you heard a door being closed. You just shrugged and decided to go get a drink. Going to the kitchen, the first thing you see is a bottle of liquor, and you smiled. "Lets see if Murdoc has good taste." You said to yourself while grabbing the bottle, your vision was still a bit blurry because of just waking up and being blinded by the light, but quite frankly, you didn't care what it was, as long as it was good. You took a swig off it, not really noticing the slight funky taste to it, and found yourself drinking more of it automatically. Your tastebuds just seemed to crave more of it, and the burning in your throat wasn't even that painful. A few more sips and you had downed almost about the whole thing. You were surprised but you assumed you were just really thirsty. There was only a sip left of it, so you just left it on the counter, heading over to the couch. You heard murdoc quietly talking to someone on the phone in his room, so you decided you'd wait on him to brag to him about not even feeling tipsy yet. You grinned to yourself and the next thing you know, you pass out on the couch.